The Funeral

Kensi and Deeks stood side by side at the gravesite.

Deeks hadn't yet come to terms with the news of Hetty's death. He was so sure she would outlive them all. Kensi had been quiet ever since Granger and Callen had given them the news. Her face did not show any grief at all. He knew that Kensi buried her emotions deep inside of her but he was becoming concerned. Perhaps she cried when no-one was looking.

Deeks moved closer to Kensi's side and placed his hand at the small of her back. 'Hey' he whispered in her ear.

Kensi turned her head to look at him 'Hey' she replied.

'How are...how are you doing?' Deeks asked.

She had a distracted look on her face 'Yeah I'm...I'm ok, I think. You?'

'I'm good. Yeah, I'm good'. Deeks coughed and corrected himself 'Actually I'm gutted'.

Kensi gave a sad smile 'Me too'.

She leaned in closer to Deeks and wrapped her arm around his waist 'Me too'.